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asylum_onlineHello my darlings, how have you all been the past two weeks? Even though I have been in Florida where for most of the time it was beautiful and the ocean was crystal clear and it was a hundred degrees, and all the guys are hot and if they're not they're tourists (sorry, that was a thing my friend and I came up with in eigth grade and it still seemed to be true), I did miss you all. Everyone okay?
I did create my own little LJ icon, what do we think? Yes, it's me.
And that is my life, my soul> Loveme.Loveme.Loveme.
Anyway, Florida was okay besides the fact that I couldn't stop pacing every night because I was so freaking restless, I hated the fact that there were softball championship games going on and the fifteen year olds that were playing and staying at the condo I was in were getting to stay out later than me and talk to all those cute assholes. Thats probably actually right. Ha. Oh well. I was restless and didn't have anyone to talk to. My friends didn't call, and I couldn't get a hold of them. I met a dude named Brandon who turned out to be a complete asshole. Surprise. Okay, not a complete asshole, but a user.
I AM The Used.
My grandpas memorial service went alright, despite the fact that my aunt Liz and her daughter Tracy have alienated themselves from the rest of the family because of shit that went down last year at the estate auction. Their parents have died and all they do is fight. It is frustrating to watch. Another frustrating thing to watch is my aunt Liz smoking while she has the exact same type of hereditary emphazyma (too tired to worry about spelling sorry everyone) that my dad died from. Smart. Real brilliant.
Just like my being on the net in a thunderstorm. For some reason, I still think I am ahead of that one.
Deleted all my LimeWire music by accident. Working on bringing that collection back to life. I love rock music, especially stuff that the
artist really gets passionate when they are singing, I'm sure we all have different oppinions on who passionate singers are, so would some of you comment and reccomend any music I might like?
What exactly is the definition of x-posted? Why the x?
I have decided to try to stop being so critical of my friends. Accept the fact that they will lie to me, and try not to take it so personally. Or at least don't act like I take it personally. Just be there for them, don't wonder so much if what they speak are lies. I suppose in the end, if they lie it doesn't matter as much as if I was there for them.
I did create my own little LJ icon, what do we think? Yes, it's me.
And that is my life, my soul> Loveme.Loveme.Loveme.
Anyway, Florida was okay besides the fact that I couldn't stop pacing every night because I was so freaking restless, I hated the fact that there were softball championship games going on and the fifteen year olds that were playing and staying at the condo I was in were getting to stay out later than me and talk to all those cute assholes. Thats probably actually right. Ha. Oh well. I was restless and didn't have anyone to talk to. My friends didn't call, and I couldn't get a hold of them. I met a dude named Brandon who turned out to be a complete asshole. Surprise. Okay, not a complete asshole, but a user.
I AM The Used.
My grandpas memorial service went alright, despite the fact that my aunt Liz and her daughter Tracy have alienated themselves from the rest of the family because of shit that went down last year at the estate auction. Their parents have died and all they do is fight. It is frustrating to watch. Another frustrating thing to watch is my aunt Liz smoking while she has the exact same type of hereditary emphazyma (too tired to worry about spelling sorry everyone) that my dad died from. Smart. Real brilliant.
Just like my being on the net in a thunderstorm. For some reason, I still think I am ahead of that one.
Deleted all my LimeWire music by accident. Working on bringing that collection back to life. I love rock music, especially stuff that the
artist really gets passionate when they are singing, I'm sure we all have different oppinions on who passionate singers are, so would some of you comment and reccomend any music I might like?
What exactly is the definition of x-posted? Why the x?
I have decided to try to stop being so critical of my friends. Accept the fact that they will lie to me, and try not to take it so personally. Or at least don't act like I take it personally. Just be there for them, don't wonder so much if what they speak are lies. I suppose in the end, if they lie it doesn't matter as much as if I was there for them.
[ Lizbeth ]
p.s. acoustic music always gets extra brownie points with me.
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